![]() I turned my head slightly to lock gazes with him. “He wants you to be at peace with it.” I kissed my fingertips and pressed them to the tattoo. “He believes you did the right thing by Shannon.” “It’s the Celtic symbol for justice.”Ī smile pulled at my lips. I asked him for a tattoo and he asked me to trust him enough to choose one for me.” He sighed heavily. My eyes traveled over them and caught on the tattoo on his right forearm. His hands now rested on the counter in front of me, barricading me against him and it. Not knowing how to react, I turned my head to avoid his gaze. I was stunned that I made him feel that way. ![]() ![]() “Believe it.”Īn excited shiver rippled over me. Logan’s body shook with amusement, the movement causing lovely sensations of friction inside of me. He nodded and pressed his nose against mine. And we’ve got all afternoon to blow the roof off this place.” There was a ferocious hunger there I knew all too well. ![]() I felt his grin against my skin, and then he touched my chin, turning my head so I could meet his gaze over my shoulder. “Loud enough for you?” I panted, feeling completely spent. ![]()
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